Ask Trelawney to prophesy for her? I didn't see that this senior investigator was quite self-sacrificing. Augustus chuckled, the corners of his mouth curling with pleasure.

Most of the students in the classroom stared blankly at Professor Trelawney, who was straightened up, and the beads and bracelets were ringing.

"Tianmu will not be ordered to watch!" She said in an indignant tone.

"Understood." Professor Umbridge said softly, jotting down a few more strokes on her clipboard.

"I-but-but?? Wait a minute! "Professor Trelawney said suddenly, trying to speak in her usual ethereal voice, but her whole body trembled with anger, destroying the mysterious effect of that sound." I?? I think I did see something?? Is it about you?? Ah, I feel something?? Something black?? Some kind of extremely dangerous ?? ”

Professor Trelawney pointed at Professor Umbridge with a trembling finger, and Professor Umbridge still had that kind smile on his face and raised his eyebrows.

Augustus narrowed his smiling eyes slightly, snapped his fingers slightly, and behind Umbridge, a black moon suddenly rose, like a black moon the size of a basin, gradually rising from the ground, until three inches behind it, the pure inky black full moon exuded a strange dim light, and a trace of inky black void liquid continued to drip from the full moon onto the classroom floor, like dazzling pitch-black blood.

In the classroom, there was an eerie silence at first, and the next moment, noisy and scattered sounds burst out from everywhere.

"What's that!"?

"I've seen it in the book Ominous Century, Black Moon, the most terrible omenous omen!"

"It is said that the stars and moons that have been devoured gather the heaviest resentment, and being contaminated with it is definitely one of the signs of mortality."

"I didn't expect Professor Trelawney to be able to predict the formation of real signs, did you always misunderstand her before?"

"I will say that you must have a sense of reverence for Professor Trelawney, or you will be disappointed by the omen of death and end up like this one."

Trelawney looked at the black full moon behind Umbridge with some blankness, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she didn't know how to continue.

Umbridge seemed to have been shaken by the black moon behind her, and it was clear that in the magic she knew, there seemed to be no witchcraft that could form this situation, and if it was not formed by magic, was it really a so-called ominous omen? However, even if there are all kinds of prophets with unknown predictions, there has never been such a direct formation of such a phenomenon as it is now. Could it be that this professor of divination who has worked at Hogwarts for sixteen years is actually a great prophet who has reached the legendary stage with his magical powers?

Although Trelawney didn't know what was going on at all, out of the instinct and self-cultivation of a god, she quickly got into the play.

"It's a pity," she shook her head in a compassionate tone, and gently pointed to the black moon in mid-air, "the moon of death, the omen of death, even in the prophecy of my life, I have never seen such a vicious and terrifying ominous. Even among the ten deadly signs, the Black Moon, the month of death, is among the top three most dangerous deadly prophecies. ”

"Alas," she sighed slightly, "my cultivation is limited, so I can only help you get here." ”

Looking at Umbridge's uncertain expression, Trelawney continued in her vague and ethereal tone, "Death and calamity, the bright moon shrouded in darkness, the tears of the evening moon, the grave of the dead. ”

When the words landed, the clear and bright black moon actually disappeared completely into the air the next moment, as if it had never appeared. A little black liquid on the floor gradually blurred and dissipated.

At this time, even Trelawney herself wondered if it was a character explosion and finally made a real prediction.

A dull and strange atmosphere enveloped the classroom, whether it was the students or Umbridge, they all stared blankly at the place where the black moon disappeared silently, even in the wizarding world dominated by magic, everyone almost had a disdainful attitude towards prophecy, but what did what they heard and saw just now represent?

Umbridge turned around with some difficulty, and looked at Trelawney, who was still vaguely despised before, since coming to Hogwarts, it seems that he has never really gone well, and finally became a senior investigator, thinking that he can fake his power and show his official authority, but he didn't expect that his first performance suffered the biggest bad news so far, a terrible death omen, and his life was in danger. Is this just a trick on her? Which demon did you provoke?

She lowered her tone slightly, and said in the most respectful tone possible, "Well, Professor Trelawney, may I ask, is there a way to avoid such an omen?" Of course, I know that you are a well-qualified and experienced prophet, and you should have a way to crack even such a terrible death prophecy, right? ”

The corners of Trelawney's mouth raised slightly, and then she immediately straightened her face and said in an aria-like divine tone, "Fate is never immutable. In the long river of fate, we see many signs that for us, we can cling to or escape. How to obey the guidance of God, cross the end of the long river of fate, and reach the other side of destiny, is something we need to speculate and explore step by step. Of course, here, I hope that each and every one of you can get the prophetic vision given to us by God, and use it to discover the subtle signs and clues in life. ”

Obviously, Trelawney began to play her most characteristic magic stick Dafa again, and for a while, she had forgotten about Umbridge's problem.

Umbridge's face darkened slightly, she wanted to have a seizure, but she was shocked by the omen just now, she would rather believe it than believe it, with the attitude of even if it was just in case, she didn't want to ruin the relationship with this prophet, after all, there was still a lot of time anyway, and it was okay to ask about it later. With that in mind, she took out her notes, jotted down a few lines quickly, and closed them. He smiled as politely as he could at Trelawney, "Well, Professor Trelawney, that's the end of your review of this class, and I, as a senior inquisitor, on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, am very pleased with your appearance." In the future, I will come to the spot check symbolically every once in a while, so it won't bother you too much. ”